I never thought that letting go,
would hurt the way it did,
But feelings are so hard to show,
that's why I kept them hid.
It eats away my tender heart,
that we never talk,
I long to grasp your gentle hand,
and take you on a walk.
To gaze into your loving eyes,
would be enough for me,
To touch your soft sweet lips with mine,
would set my spirit free.
But those days have passed away,
for your love has died,
Now I sit here all alone,
with tears I've already cried.